slave riots

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Countess Marianne, noble and beautiful, though thirty-six, still possessed a face as delicate and radiant as a woman in her twenties. Her full, voluptuous breasts and high, rounded hips exuded the unique charm of a mature woman. It was almost noon when she lazily rose from her bed. She casually gathered her flowing blonde hair into a high bun, then slipped on a magnificent floor-length gown and left her bedroom, heading towards the secret storeroom at the other end of the second-floor corridor. She needed to change her undergarments.

Marianne's outward appearance was dignified, but a fiery passion often burned within her. Her husband had been dead for six years, and while diligently managing this estate, she had never forgotten the pleasures of womanhood. As she left the bedroom, she wondered what her daughter would say if she saw what she wore under her gown. She wore long-sleeved black brocade gloves, and a custom-made black satin corset-style garter belt from Paris that completely exposed and accentuated her large, fleshy breasts. Black stockings covered her thighs, and she wore specially made seven-inch black thigh-high boots. Anyone seeing her attire beneath her long skirt would immediately understand its sexual connotations. Yes, last night, Betty had bound her hands and feet, hung her in the bedroom, and raped her for six hours; her anus still ached slightly. However, when she emerged from the bedroom, no one could tell anything except for her heavily made-up face.

Miss Betty was her housekeeper and her confidante. Marianna wasn't particularly fond of homosexuality, but with the war drawing ever closer to Tulsa, she had to consider her safety. For a time after the start of the Civil War, almost every day brought conflicting good and bad news, and Marianne wasn't too worried. It wasn't until the Union army captured Cairo at the mouth of the Ohio River and the Arkansas Black population began to riot that she became anxious. She knew that once the Union army crossed the Mississippi River, they would quickly advance along the Arkansas River to Tulsa. She had been on tenterhooks ever since the Tulsa Black population also began to riot. The Countess used her position to hire a group of Confederate soldiers to protect her estate, because she had heard too many stories of rioting Black people attacking their former masters. Those lowly Black slaves burned down the estate owners' houses, killed their masters, and raped the women they captured.

A clear, girlish voice came from the other end of the corridor, followed by a blonde woman dressed in a long dress similar to the Countess's, rushing into the corridor. She ran quickly to the Countess, slightly out of breath, her high breasts heaving beneath her off-the-shoulder dress. The young woman was Martha, the Countess's daughter. At eighteen, her fully developed body exuded an alluring charm. She was slender, but her full, firm breasts and shapely, high buttocks clearly indicated she was a physiologically mature woman. Martha seemed to have inherited her mother's physical characteristics; for an unmarried girl, her breasts were unusually large and fleshy.

Marianne, upon hearing her daughter's voice, immediately thought of avoiding her, as her face was still adorned with the heavy makeup from the previous night's games. But Martha rushed towards her like a whirlwind. She seemed oblivious to her mother's incongruous makeup, running and shouting frantically. Hearing Martha's incoherent narration, Marianne gasped for breath, then screamed hysterically. She staggered towards the window, and the scene outside nearly made the Countess faint on the spot: hundreds of black men wielding scythes and spears had gathered at the manor gate, desperately charging towards Marianne's house. Behind her house stood a tower built over a hundred years ago. The Countess and her beautiful daughter, no longer caring about decorum, hoisted their cumbersome gowns and, surrounded by servants and soldiers, fled the house through the back door in a disheveled state. Behind them came the terrifying shouts of enraged black men and the screams of dying soldiers.

Reaching the top floor of the tower, Marianne and her daughter Martha helped each other to the window. The scene below caused the mother and daughter to scream in horror. On the gatepost in the front yard, the unfortunate housekeeper, Miss Betty, was being hoisted and bound by the mob. Clearly, Miss Betty had been dragged from her bed; her face still bore the heavy, prostitute makeup she had deliberately applied during the previous night's games. The voluptuous, dark-haired woman was now almost completely naked. She wore only a large red leather corset with decorative brass buttons, her two enormous breasts not only exposed but also bound into large, fleshy mounds, covered with conspicuous handprints and scratches. Her lower body was completely naked, her soft pubic hair gone—Marianna knew they'd shaved each other during their play the night before. Her bare, plump buttocks were raised high, completely exposing her lower body. She still wore the same pair of high-heeled red boots she'd worn during their lewd play the night before. Her hands were tightly bound behind her back with rope, her fleshy thighs spread wide, and her ankles tied to the crossbeam at the top of the hitching post, hanging upside down.

Miss Betty, struggling, saw Marianna and her daughter on the tower and screamed desperately:

"Help! Madam! Help me! They're going to rape me!" The housekeeper, suspended from the hitching post, screamed loudly, shaking her naked upper body violently, her two large, snow-white breasts swaying wildly in front of her chest. Marianna knew she was helpless now, forced to watch as the black man's large penis penetrated Betty's vagina and anus. Her outfit, originally intended to enhance the ambiance of last night's games, had now become a tool for arousing male lust.

A burly, shirtless black man stood behind the housekeeper, who was hanging upside down from the hitching post. Pressing against her bare, white buttocks, he gripped the seven-inch heel of her bright red high-heeled boots and thrust his ten-inch-long, nearly two-inch-thick black penis downwards. Betty immediately let out a long scream, then began to writhe and cry out frantically, "Ah...ah...I can't take it...you're going to rape me to death...no...ah...the big penis is in my anus...it's bursting me...ah...please spare me...please...ah...I can't stand being tied up...spreading my legs...ah...being raped upside down in my anus...ah..." Watching the dark penis thrusting and raping Betty's anus, and hearing her screams of agony, Marianna was completely helpless. Another Black man grabbed Betty's buttocks from the front. With each forceful downward thrust, Betty let out a heart-wrenching scream. Although she couldn't see, she knew the burly man was brutally raping this unfortunate woman's vagina. A third Black man laid a blanket beneath Betty, who was hanging upside down. He then thrust his hips upward, his thick penis plunging into her lips, which were painted with bright red pearlescent lipstick. Betty's screams were immediately choked by the large penis inside her mouth. Marianne knew very well that the twenty-seven-year-old, unmarried Betty had a strong sexual allure for men. Her breasts were not only large and full but also very sensual; her snow-white buttocks were round and full, and her bright red labia were like those of a young girl. Watching the three Black men excitedly raping Betty's vagina, anus, and cherry-like lips, for some reason, a strange feeling welled up inside the landlady. A large group of Black men were coming and going in the Countess's house, plundering her wealth. But the landlady was no longer able to care about any of this.

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